Bill Maxim was at his desk, getting ready to leave for the night. His suit case was packed up with important files to show Mr. Fisk at his penthouse. He stood up from his desk and walked out of his office. He made it all the way to the foyer when the glass door exploded, throwing small sharp jagged pieces of glass everywhere. Bill covered his face with his briefcase.
When he lowered his briefcase, there stood Dr. Octavius. He was high above the ground, walking on two of the mechanical arms. "You must be Bill Maxim, I presume!" He said as the mechanical arms retracted, lowering him down to the ground until he was flat on his feet. He stepped back, scared for his life. "Security! Security!"
His calling for security was not necessary for five security officers marched into the foyer, with their guns drawn. Dr. Octavius could only laugh mockingly at the security's feeble attempt to control the situation. He stretched out his two mechanical limbs out in front of him and began to spin them like a propeller. He did the same with his left two, forming two propellers. They were spinning so fast, high winds of over fifty miles per hours were thrown at the security guards. All five security guards dropped their guns, unable to hold them in such high winds, as they fell to the ground and slid back on the floor until they hit a wall. Bill Maxwell, also slid back and got the wind knocked out of him when slamming up against the wall.
Dr. Octavius ceased with the wind and with his upper right mechanical limb, He reached out and wrapped around Bill Maxim's neck and threw him up against a large window, causing it to shatter. He then held a bloody Bill Maxim up to his face. "I consider myself an intelligent man. For instance, I know by just looking at you that you are not the head of your little conspiracy to destroy my life. Who do you work for?"
Bill struggled for air as the mechanical arm squeezed tightly around his neck. "I don't know…ach…what you're talking about!"
"I would urge you not to play dumb and encourage my wrath. Who do you work for!"
"I swear, I don't know…ach…know what you…ach…are talking about!"
Dr. Octavius was so furious, he clinched his teeth. "Then I will have to find out another way, and just kill you now!"
"Don't do it, Dr. Octavius!" A voice said from his left. He turned his head towards the left to see Spider-Man and The Black Cat standing there. "Whatever he has done, he will pay for it. Let the law deal with him." Inside, Peter could not believe what he was witnessing. His mentor, who had been declared missing for three weeks, was standing their, ready to kill someone who he claims was responsible for the destruction of his life's work. Once again, another person close to him turns evil and opens a chance of putting his loved once in danger. First it was Norman Osborn, and now Dr. Otto Octavius!
Dr. Octavius laughed. "The law, Spider-Man? The law is a joke.
It fails to convict some of the criminals and the rest it gives them a slap on the wrist and releases them so they may do worst crimes. There is no justice in the law, Spider-Man."
"Dr. Otto Octavius, think about the consequences of what you are about to do? If you kill him, your life as you know will end. You will spend the rest of your life in a jail cell." The Black Cat replied.
This made Dr. Otto Octavius laugh more. "Dr. Otto Octavius' life ended in the explosion three weeks ago. That was the day Dr. Octopus was born."
Spider-Man did not like where this was going. If he had already given himself a name, the chances were that he had planned this out for awhile now. "Don't do something you'll regret, Dr. Octavius. I have great respect for you, but you are about to throw your life away for him. Is he worth throwing your life away for?"
Dr. Octavius was hesitant for a split second until a grin came over his face. "Yes, it is." With that, the mechanical arm wrapped around Bill Maxim's neck twitched, and a loud sickening snap came from his neck. The mechanical arm released the dead body as it hit the ground like raw meat.h
When he lowered his briefcase, there stood Dr. Octavius. He was high above the ground, walking on two of the mechanical arms. "You must be Bill Maxim, I presume!" He said as the mechanical arms retracted, lowering him down to the ground until he was flat on his feet. He stepped back, scared for his life. "Security! Security!"
His calling for security was not necessary for five security officers marched into the foyer, with their guns drawn. Dr. Octavius could only laugh mockingly at the security's feeble attempt to control the situation. He stretched out his two mechanical limbs out in front of him and began to spin them like a propeller. He did the same with his left two, forming two propellers. They were spinning so fast, high winds of over fifty miles per hours were thrown at the security guards. All five security guards dropped their guns, unable to hold them in such high winds, as they fell to the ground and slid back on the floor until they hit a wall. Bill Maxwell, also slid back and got the wind knocked out of him when slamming up against the wall.
Dr. Octavius ceased with the wind and with his upper right mechanical limb, He reached out and wrapped around Bill Maxim's neck and threw him up against a large window, causing it to shatter. He then held a bloody Bill Maxim up to his face. "I consider myself an intelligent man. For instance, I know by just looking at you that you are not the head of your little conspiracy to destroy my life. Who do you work for?"
Bill struggled for air as the mechanical arm squeezed tightly around his neck. "I don't know…ach…what you're talking about!"
"I would urge you not to play dumb and encourage my wrath. Who do you work for!"
"I swear, I don't know…ach…know what you…ach…are talking about!"
Dr. Octavius was so furious, he clinched his teeth. "Then I will have to find out another way, and just kill you now!"
"Don't do it, Dr. Octavius!" A voice said from his left. He turned his head towards the left to see Spider-Man and The Black Cat standing there. "Whatever he has done, he will pay for it. Let the law deal with him." Inside, Peter could not believe what he was witnessing. His mentor, who had been declared missing for three weeks, was standing their, ready to kill someone who he claims was responsible for the destruction of his life's work. Once again, another person close to him turns evil and opens a chance of putting his loved once in danger. First it was Norman Osborn, and now Dr. Otto Octavius!
Dr. Octavius laughed. "The law, Spider-Man? The law is a joke.
It fails to convict some of the criminals and the rest it gives them a slap on the wrist and releases them so they may do worst crimes. There is no justice in the law, Spider-Man."
"Dr. Otto Octavius, think about the consequences of what you are about to do? If you kill him, your life as you know will end. You will spend the rest of your life in a jail cell." The Black Cat replied.
This made Dr. Otto Octavius laugh more. "Dr. Otto Octavius' life ended in the explosion three weeks ago. That was the day Dr. Octopus was born."
Spider-Man did not like where this was going. If he had already given himself a name, the chances were that he had planned this out for awhile now. "Don't do something you'll regret, Dr. Octavius. I have great respect for you, but you are about to throw your life away for him. Is he worth throwing your life away for?"
Dr. Octavius was hesitant for a split second until a grin came over his face. "Yes, it is." With that, the mechanical arm wrapped around Bill Maxim's neck twitched, and a loud sickening snap came from his neck. The mechanical arm released the dead body as it hit the ground like raw meat.h